She clamped her knuckle between her teeth to hold in her screams. ‘ Ronnie, oh my.’ She gasped between strokes. ‘ Ronnie, Oh god! I’m cumming!...�� She cried out breathlessly. She squeezed him tightly between her thighs but he showed no signs of stopping. He thrust through her orgasm. Teeth gritted, he felt her walls closing around him. He felt her release and knew if he held on she would come again for him. He slid in and out slowly again, this time kissing away the beads of sweat that appeared. The children were back outside playing, and the elves walking around in the Alienage largely ignored us, though at least we weren't the focus of so much rage anymore. I did notice that many of them, male and female both, had poorly concealed weapons – I could see bulges under sweaters, in waistbands, and several 'walking sticks' that I was quite sure were actually disguised spears. And there were rakes, hoes, and shovels laying around, apparently abandoned, in places where they could be easily. Would you like to come along? I’ll take you out to lunch afterward.’ ‘I’d love to,’ Ann replied. Actually, she’d have gone with him just about anywhere. She didn’t want to let him out of her sight. As Martin drove toward his office, Ann reached over and laid her hand on his leg. She couldn’t believe how wonderfully things were turning out. Martin turned into the parking lot of the Arson Task Force office, an old, abandoned brick fire station. He pulled into an empty parking space, turned off. She was glad she had saved Ron and Hermione for this morning. They seemed to be naturally gentle lovers. Alicia had told her that Ron could certainly pound away with the best of them, but he wouldn’t tell her she was a whore, he wouldn’t hold her down and force himself into her as he spanked her. She doubted that Hermione had ever even contemplated the joys of tying someone up and fisting them. Hermione seemed more like the type that would tease with feathers and light kisses if she ever.